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Method Man
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Se Acabo (Remix)
作词:Fernandez Lester, Smith Clifford M, Tineo Jerry R
Free drinks on the house, word Everybody drinkin' tonight (What the deally?) Por ahi viene el perro, por ahi viene Cae la gorda por, yo, check it out
Swing a bat on you like the devil himself Put it on us, sickness or health Makin' you could only breathe wit help I ain't playin', you don't wanna hear what you sayin' yourself
Hit the street wit incredible beats We renowned for tearin' it down Never have you heard a similar sound Like a drop off when shit pop off, feel a hot one
Side scorching from a hot gun Niggas get lost in the buildings wit money and the children Not the type to talk too much and catch feelin' Dominican flag over the bed on the ceiling Protect everything I rep, that's the first thing
Many things follow, bullet stay hollow You actin' like we don't chew, you can't swallow Niggas try to change my plans I'ma beat you till I break my hands Ju the German every place I stand (Se Acabo)
All day, everyday (Se Acabo) Mothafuckers Step up front What's goin' on?
Ayyo, it's Big Psych, baby, you don't want no problems Suckers want war, then, yo, bomb 'em Bring the heat, squeeze the flame torch Then peel out in a convertible gray Porsche
I'm three miles ahead of you, I took the plates off Just in case your snitch wanna get paid off Pull out the chainsaw, it's a musical massacre Cut the head off the driver and the passenger
Sic my dogs after you have you climbin' a tree 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Just another crime in the street Ain't nuttin' better than findin' a beat So if you find that and try to blow my spot up
(You) Get shot up, se acabo, means it's over, bro Method Man on the remix, it's over, yo Se acabo, Beatnuts flip the beat, it's over, yo It's a Beatnuts thing, yo, you know, how that go (O.C.)
What kind of Beatnut am I? Spanish Fly, P O P P I (Who got the live special guest for the night?) Excuse me as I kiss the sky Yo, one on one through the nasal
To put food on the table, I rush associated labels Huh, ready, willing and able to rock cradle And rock steady when I get the drop I drop heavy Twist the metal, mask the machete
The god don't want beef, he want veggie Plus signs over deadly medley Who got em gassed on his own getty Battery back, he ever ready
Now what's fuckin' wit that, ha? Not you, you chocha I fuck wit Beatnuts, Livin' La Vida Loca Callate la boca, see the Spanish Fly on the sofa
One word, he slap you wit the toaster Keep it in the holster on safety Put yourself in timeout, playin' wit this dough, let me find out You ain't hard to find though, barrel on your tonsils
Sigan hablando y siga mamando, se acabo, se acabo All day everyday, se acabo, no doubt What the fuck's goin on? Worldwide (Beatnuts) Write your own rhymes, se acabo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, se acabo All you punk niggas walk it off, se acabo, word up We ain't playin' over here You know what I mean? Se acabo
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